Monday, March 10, 2025

Gratitude Monday: community

Since at least December, I’ve felt a clutching in my gut. Not pain, not obstruction, not bloating; just…awareness of distress that doesn’t seem to go away.

I thought it might be grief for my sister manifesting itself, or perhaps my anxiety that started on Election Day and has ratcheted up every day since. My doctor ran me through some tests, none of which indicates anything (visibly) organic, so I’ve just lived with it.

But last week I saw somewhere (either Reddit or Bluesky) an announcement for a two-hour class on how to “Build a Community”, put on by an organization called The Barnraisers Project. I’m not the community organizer type, but I thought that learning more about community and how to build one would be better than not learning, so I signed up.

Friends—I’ve never felt two hours go by so fast. (This was only beaten by the 90 minutes I spent in a black cab touring Belfast six years ago.) I—like everyone reading this—have been to enough well-intentioned meetings, run by well-intentioned people, which drift all over the place and devolve into individual rants or hand-flapping to have had some trepidations about this. But Garrett Bucks not only knows his community onions, he knows how to run a meeting—make everyone feel welcome and valued, but keeping them on target.

Also—I cannot tell you how heartening it was to be on a Zoom call with 91 other people from all over the country (and beyond), who mourn what this nation has become, and are actively seeking ways to unite and turn it back towards decency. For the first time in months, I am cautiously optimistic. 

And I am grateful.

(Plus—my intestinal tract appears to have relaxed some.)

 

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